Under the cliff, the grass is luxuriant, flowers are in full bloom, and the red flowers of the four seasons seem to bleed.

At this moment, the sun is setting, and the last dark red light is shining, and the sun is gone. But when the sun and the moon are shining, a bright golden light suddenly appears at the bottom of the dark cliff, breaking through the sky. However, such a light flashes, which is not easy to be seen. Even the people who see it are just misunderstood and have some illusions.

Hidden in the depths of the flowers, a low-key but gorgeous palace stands there, quietly as if never existed. This is the forest of death, almost no one has stepped into it, and the palace seems to be forgotten here.

The palace is full of smoke and looks like the nine palace palaces in the sky. Women of all kinds walk in it in light gauze and white skirts, just like fairies. In a humble room, a whole body of black clothes, black from head to foot, can not see the original appearance of people lying there, lifeless, can be observed, through the weak breath to know that the person is still alive.

"Eh Never seen such an ugly man

In a daze, I only heard the voice of YingYing and Yanyan, which made Murong Qianqing feel restless even when he died.

"Sister Biyao, who is this? How could the palace master personally instruct us to use the treasure of the palace to continue our lives? " A clear and pleasant voice like a bell came into her ears with questions.

The voice was like a oriole, very pleasant to hear. Murong Qianqing was slightly surprised, and the voice of Tianting saint was just like this.

"Hush, don't disturb her rest." Another voice is gentle and abnormal. It should be that Biyao. If they are far away from her, they can continue to speak in their ears.

"The palace master was possessed by the devil when practicing martial arts. It was she who fell from the sky and interrupted the palace master. This is the only way that there is no reversal of meridians. Therefore, this person has the grace of saving the life of the palace master. The palace master brought her back and let us let her go after we saved her life." The crisp voice slowly explained.

"I didn't expect that she could meet the master of the palace at the time of her death, which is her good life." This crisp voice with disdain words but let Murong thousand light slightly surprised.

"The palace Master said that she could go when she woke up, but it has been three months..." The voice of Biyao is full of worry.

Three months? Murong Qianqing didn't expect that he had been sleeping for three months. For three months, he could live on the treasure of the palace? Where is this, so amazing!

"Well, we have never entered a stranger in Weiyang palace. According to the rules handed down in the palace, this man is a coincidence. It's predestined with Weiyang palace."

Weiyang palace!

Murong thousand light shocked, even if the whole body did not feel, even the eyes are difficult to open, but Weiyang palace three words or enough to shock her!

Weiyang palace is the most mysterious place in the legend of the lake. It is said that in the early days, Weiyang palace ruled the Three Kingdoms and then disappeared from the world. Murong Qian, a member of the royal family, naturally knew some secrets of the royal family. I remember my father and emperor once said that Weiyang palace would disappear, but its status in the river and lake was unmatched. What's more, as soon as Weiyang palace came out, the three kingdoms must submissively to hear and obey.

Weiyang palace, Weiyang palace, heaven is endless, she Murong Qianqing!

Three days later.

Outside the palace surrounded by fog, an ugly woman in white knelt there, her body shaking.

There was a young girl standing beside the ugly woman. The girl's face was graceful and elegant, and the whole person showed a kind feeling, "girl, you've been kneeling for a day and a night. If you kneel down again, the palace master won't take you in. You'd better go."

Murong Qianqing is still kneeling there. She hasn't seen the leader of the palace in the mouth of Biyao in the past three days. She can tell from their mouths that it is a person without seven passions and six desires. You can see how they look forward to him every time they talk about him. Murong Qianqing knows that the leader of Weiyang palace is not an ordinary person.

Now, she kneels here and asks to see him and teach her martial arts. She wants revenge.

Deep in the heart that strong hatred let her not be willing to leave this world, so strong willed she did not die, now she lives only for revenge!

Murong Qianqing can't speak. She looks up at Biyao, reaches out her finger and writes on the ground: if you don't see the palace master, you will never leave.

"Well, girl, what are you doing?" Biyao sighs, looking at Murong Qianqing's eyes, there is some sympathy and pity, but in persuasion, it is useless at all. Biyao steps slowly into the palace, and the gate slams shut.

Between the swaying of the gauze curtain, Biyao respectfully saluted the person behind the gauze curtain, "palace master."

"Well." The cold and cold voice reverberated in the hall, which made the cold hall a little bit colder. The Weiyang palace was full of women, but no one thought that the leader of the palace was a man.

The man was standing there with his hands on his back, and his face was covered by the gauze curtain, which made it impossible for people to see his appearance clearly.

"She hasn't left yet. She said she didn't see the palace master and vowed not to leave." The voice of Biyao is more respectful and cautious.

Don't leave?

The man's drooping eyelashes moved slightly, but did not say a word, just turned to walk on the ice bed.Biyao sighs in her heart. The palace master doesn't agree.

Turning around and walking out, another slightly lively person has already hopped over, "sister Biyao, how are you?"

Biyao shook her head slightly and sighed.

The woman's joyful voice then went on to ring, "elder sister, I'll tell you, Weiyang palace has never entered a stranger for a hundred years. How could it take in foreign people?"

"Jasper, say less." Biyao shakes her head and turns away.

No one can enter the forest of death, because the weather here is really weird. The temperature can reach 40 鈩?or 50 鈩?in the daytime, and it can drop to - 20 below zero at night. Unless these palace people in Weiyang palace have received strict training and become special physique, ordinary people will die of serious illness if they live here for one night.

Now, the sun is burning, baking the place.

Originally the whole body burns the body to no longer have the redundant moisture, but under this scorching sun, the sweat is still from the forehead, falls from the body.

Sweat pastes the clothes on the body, and evaporates again in a moment. The hot ground roasts Murong Qianqing's legs. The scalded skin feels like it's going to melt together with the bones under the transpiration of such temperature.

Even the blood in her body has become sticky. Every little flow can bring her pain of bone erosion. Murong Qianqing's mind is a little unclear. She wakes up and is so weak that she can't stand such a toss. However, she insists on kneeling there just for Revenge.

However, she could not stand the heat any longer. After all, she fainted in front of her eyes.

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